Dreams, dreams, dreams (troiku & free verse)

dreams
always come true
in your world

dreams
artist’s serotonin
comforting duvet

always come true
if
you believe

in your world
remember
always a winner

© Tournesol’18/02/17

Dream, dream, dream…

Do you remember your first dream?
an R.E.M. or fantasy?
imagination or expectation
playing over repeatedly

I still remember vividly
blonde hair blowing freely
from that vintage Cadillac
Marilyn might just want it back
felt like that Material Girl
oblivious of this mad, cruel world

dreams are your limousine ride
make you stronger than you think
help you get to the other side
meeting up with positive links
keeping you safe and above risks
keeping you from slitting your wrists

Do you remember your first dream?
an R.E.M. or fantasy?
imagination or expectation
playing over repeatedly

Dreaming’s like one big escape
exploring pleasures of all kinds
your very special videotape
secret garden for creative minds

role-playing that daily game
feigning life smells like a rose
hiding self for fear and shame
making sure that no one knows
behind those walls have stench of fear
eggshells scattered far and near

Do you remember your first dream?
an R.E.M. or fantasy?
imagination or expectation
playing over repeatedly?

Dreaming’s like one big escape
exploring pleasures of all kinds
your very special videotape
secret garden for creative minds

dreams are boats and luxury cars
flying carpets and shooting stars
always keep them close at bay
in case you’re faced with darker days.
dreams can help to keep you sane
when life becomes just too insane

Dreamin’s like one big escape
exploring pleasures of all kinds
your very special videotape
secret garden for creative minds

keep on dreaming,
in your sleep
keep on dreaming
in your wake
keep on scheming
stay alive,
keep on dreaming
for goodness sake

©Tournesol’18/02/17

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Land of Oz (troiku)

Snow covered roads
Brisk winds carry me
Down South

Snow covered roads
Skilled drivers
With nerves of steel

Brisk winds carry me
Despite
Ice tipped wings

Down South
Like leaving Kansas
For the land of Oz

© Tournesol’18/02/04

winter scenes

daily moments Jan 19 2018 winter scenes

yesterday
sighs of wonder
form curly white puffs

a winter scene
snow drops onpine cones
hoot of a snowy owl

nature’s masterpiece
fusing with the current
impermanence reigns

season’s beauty
frozen in time
in my mind

©Tournesol’18/01/25

nature’s challenges (troiku) daily moments January 24. 2018

rain, sleet, snow
winter’s eccentricities
sun shines on the snow

rain, sleet, snow
trying to walk upright
most times

winter’s eccentricities
faced with challenges
daring us to seize

sun shines on the snow
her warm embrace,
mother nature’s smile

©Tournesol;18/01/24

Justice (haibun)

The movie was tense and people were holding their breaths in time with the music making their hearts skip a few beats now and then…all except for Tania. She would stare at the screen showing a horror film at her old town’s movie theatre. It was supposed to be a reunion of her best forever friends and classmates of 1957 and yet…Her mind could not escape the scene from her motel last night.

She kept playing it over and over in her head. She could still hear the woman chanting the same rhyme in the room next to hers.

you will pay for your sin
robbing me of my childhood
time to see who’s turn to win
 and rob you of your manhood

Tania dialed 911 and the police arrived just in time preventing a sordid and painful deed. The man had left in handcuffs and not the girl. He had been listed as one of the most wanted in ten states for sexual assault of a minor for the past four decades.
Tania whispered her favourite chant:

justice will prevail
waste not your life avenging
karma always wins

©Tournesol ’18/01/16

Written for the Secret Keeper Challenge: Write a poem or flash ficiton incluidng these 5 words:  | LIST | OVER| STARE | FILM | RHYME |

Daily Moments – January 8, 2018 – memories (troibun)

.©️Clr’18

Day 4 of snow today but on the grrreat side, it is th warmest it has been in 2 weeks reaching a balmy minus 4 C!! I had to do some errands today and waiting for the winds to calm down. They said it was supposed to stop at 2pm.but by 4pm.it was still snowing. I was so thrilled when I got outside, because the snow was nice and immaculate and powdery. The snow ploough had cleared up the sidewalk in the morning, so it was not too bad but on my return it had stopped snowing and I was following the sidewalk plough.

I love walking in the snow after a blizzard. It was so calm and mild outside. I thought of waiting for the bus when I finished my errands with two heavy bags but I figured that walking was healthier even if I walk slowly. I have spent two weeks on my back most of the time nursing my sinuses but mostly I was so darn exhausted.

Coming back to my walk, it reminded me of a dear late friend who used to walk at night with me for hours. We would tuck our kids to bed, our hubbies too and then meet after 10 or 11 at night and walk and talk. I miss her so dearly. She was my next door neighbour I met when we moved to Chambly January 7th 1982. My daughter was just one and my son was 4. It was their father’s birthday too. I was never happier moving out of the country where the kids were born and into a small suburban town. I had been so lonely at the other place. Here in Chambly, all the children were outside playing speaking French or English and moms were outside chatting and walking. During snow storms, everyone was out. Dads shovelling and chatting with a neighbour or two for a break; children making forts and moms watching them and chatting with neighbours. Gosh! We were all healthy!! [chuckling to myself now]

I was thinking of Janet, my old neighbour and dear friend walking back home tonight. I have never had a friend like her since. We would call each other late at night if we could not sleep and let the phone ring one ring. That was the signal who was calling not to disturb or wake up anyone. I suppose today we might have texted but we did not have cell phones then. Then we would meet up and drink coffee and me sweet tea until 3 or 4 in the morning. She made me a better person and mother in so many ways.

So back to the weather, well, apparently we have had such cold weather from minus 25 to minus 40 C and they say we broke a record for being the coldest for so many consecutive days in 164 years!! Wow!

Thanks to Linda Hill for her prompt in Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS): prompt “eco” that coaxed me to write something since I have not had the energy, although I had the inspiration, to write in the past week. And once again, wishing you all a happy new year filled with much love. If you have love in your heart, you are wealthy and successful!.

Memories
Winters long ago
Soulmates

Memories
Sauntering
Lifting my spirit

Winters long ago
Building snow forts all day long
Snow angels rest

Soulmates
Walking after a snowstorm
Crunch underfoot

(c)Tournesol’ 18-01-08

Daily Moments – January 8, 2018 – memories (troibun)

 

Mindful living (free verse – senryu)

Living in the past
Drudging old wounds
Healed a long time ago
Trying to make pain last

Living in the past
Choices some will make
Bitter and resentful
Controls their every move
Living in the past
Makes them prisoners
Of their own decisions
Trying to make pain last

Living in their past
Avenging all their lives
Masked and sugar coated
Happy with glee
Seeing others suffer
Pretending that they care
We all know where they fare
Always living in the past
Avenging their healed scars
Masking their resentment
In passive-aggressive moves
prisoner of their bitterness
Ignoring their mental health

Living in the past
Drudging old wounds
Healed a long time ago
Trying to make pain last

Hurtful memories
All forgotten starting fresh
Living mindfully

(c) Tournesol’17-01-03

Haiku Horizons prompt “fresh”

Daily moments Jan 2/18. Angel dust (troiku)

Pearly skies
Angel dust falling softly
On my nose

Pearly skies here
Starlit skies over there
In Kerala

Angel dust falling softly
Teasing mister squirrel
On my balcony

On my nose
Feel the pressures
Winter cold

©Tournesol’18-01-02

Daily moments Jan 2/18. Angel dust (troiku)

End of year reflections (troibun)

(C) Clr’17

December 26, 2017

Family gathered last night for dinner.  Was it out of tradition  or duty more than yearnings?   Some with childlike passion and wonder, some giddy with holiday excitement and one with a sharp tongue dripping with  masked humour hurting the target who’s left screaming silently with a heavy heart.

Where has love gone
Forgiveness and bygones…lost
Tales of yesterday

December 27, 2017

Honey, it’s cold outside at minus 19 C with the wind chill feels like minus 27C. Each day since Christmas it gets colder. Nothing to talk about except the weather. She sits in her mother’s rocker with the paisley covered cushions; she tries to write but nothing feels right and certainly nothing filled with holiday cheer. She thought of journaling but same difference, grey tones mixed with dark notions not fitting for this time of year.

White landscapes
A winter wonderland
Outside her window

Lethargy filled days catching up with much needed rest. Sleeping, reading, daydreaming, weeping and watching movies filled her days. Whenever she tried to write, only the pain resurfaced, and so she escaped in her dreams and her stories on the screen.

Cutting the current
In her brain
she finds relief
A winter wonderland
Outside her window

December 29, 2017

Knits her thoughts
wrapped in melancholy
she waits

knits her thoughts
dropping stitches one by one
a new year

wrapped in melancholy
masking old wounds
and forgiveness

she waits
tic toc tic toc
countdown to midnight

December 30th. 2017

Time freezes
Subzero temperatures
For awhile

Time freezes.
Midnight revellers
Numbed with champagne

Subzero temperatures
memories
In perpetuity

For awhile
Until twenty eighteen
A new chapter

(c) Tournesol’17-12-30

Daily Moments December 26th to December 30, 2017